[The door was already halfway open but the single room was dark, faint light coming from the windows that didn't look out into the hall despite being on that wall casting along the 70's wood paneling and bloodstained, muddy red looking carpets, barely touching the expanded kitchen area that sat directly across from the door. The only other two doors were easy to guess - a closet with a sliding door and the bathroom door which was also left open.
But it was clean, bed made and Raylan grunts from Gonou's left to draw his attention before lifting his US Deputy Marshal starred coffee mug.]
You found the right door, congratulations. Come on in. [Raylan pushes to his feet - he was fully dressed, if a little messy with his hair, flannel shirt with it's arms rolled to the elbow open to show the ribbed undershirt underneath and as always, those wingtipped boots.]
You drink? [Either way, Raylan was gonna go grab him a cup. He only had 3 but they were still all serviceable.]
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But it was clean, bed made and Raylan grunts from Gonou's left to draw his attention before lifting his US Deputy Marshal starred coffee mug.]
You found the right door, congratulations. Come on in. [Raylan pushes to his feet - he was fully dressed, if a little messy with his hair, flannel shirt with it's arms rolled to the elbow open to show the ribbed undershirt underneath and as always, those wingtipped boots.]
You drink? [Either way, Raylan was gonna go grab him a cup. He only had 3 but they were still all serviceable.]